bauwerk

Slowly the flea markets are beginning to rose from Winter's hibernation and H and I hope to start up the circuit again soon in full force. There was a small antique market in a remote part of the Bundesstadt of Thüringen in a town called Suhl (abbreviated SHL on its license parts, which really does not pan out as an economy of letters). It was a nice drive through the mountains and we did find a few items, but I was just as excited to see examples of the architectural style called East German Socialist Modern (DDR Sozialistischen Moderne).

I did not realize that this was a particular and distinct school of design that is typified by some of the structures in Suhl, like this Kulturhaus across the way and the exposition center (Congress Centrum and formerly the Hall of Friendship) that held the antique show.  There is a better perspective (nur auf Deutsch) of the hall and architecture of East Germany here, as it was difficult to manage a good vantage point for taking pictures.  It is pretty remarkable how ancient and post-modern, the future of the past, can co-exist and ideology's buidlings survive on the quality of one's convictions.

plagerize, bowdlerize

It was not as if the activistas and the internet community was too busy running a premature victory-lap on putting off the votes on SOPA and PIPA not to notice, the matter was simply not being covered by the media and could not compete for anyone's attention it until it signatures were already penned, and without much debate, protest or bother twenty-two EU member states along with Mexico and Japan chose, in authoritarian style, to join America's Anti-Counterfeiting Trade Agreement (ACTA), a treaty which contains many of the same entertainment-industry engineered provisions and much of the same language as SOPA and PIPA. The spirit of the law, at least as it is being portrayed to signatories that needed little convincing, has merit for commerce but endangers freedoms, and at odds with existing and enforced national policies, raises the spectre of censorship. Those few who were aware of this unilateral decision did voice their concerns: there were rallies on the streets of Poland and some representatives in Poland’s national donned Anonymous, Guy Fawkes masks in protests.

That the people had no voice but will be the ones enforcing and working within the framework of the law is nearly as big of an affront as any of the bad policies it contains. The treaty will not come into effect until it is passed by the EU Parliament in June, and the parliamentarian formerly negotiating the treaty resigned his post in protest over the character of the treaty, the secretive lobby and that no regular citizens had any input. In related developments, another social-networking service has agreed, in order to continue operations internationally, to comply with redacting notices at government request. This is tragic news, especially for one of the facilitators and moderators of the revolutions of the Arab Spring to bow to oppression, but they had little choice. Perhaps, however, as bad as it is, all is not lost: approaching threats of censorship more systematically than has been done by others forced to comply, the blacked-out content will not just be elided but obviously censored and only within country, not to the world, and all redacted items and the take-down requests will be archived in a clearing-house that fights for freedom of expression. Faced with the unsavory task of unpublishing uprisings, no other service has gone so far to ensure the censors will be held to account.

lethe

Just recently, European Union courts have ruled that individuals have the right to be forgotten (DE), to truly have their auto-biographies expunged from the internet--at least, what people have contributed themselves to social-networking sites. It would not be feasible to have one's record totally cleared, but hosts of the bigger gatherings are obliged to remove, retaining no copy, remove material at the user's request, for instance, old images from parties that might prove embarrassing or incriminating, regrettable and untoward announcements or opining or one's entire profile, although there is a definite persistence of memory given all the connections that one forms with automatic gestures, fast and deep. Lethe was one of the legendary rivers of the Underworld of Greek myth, and to drink of its waters helped the recently arrived to forget and lose some of the sting associated with no longer being among the living, and according to some traditions, the forgetting waters that ensured reincarnated souls could not recall their past lives. Ownership of one's personal and private memories is an essential part of one's selfhood, but there are times when one does need to dull and filter recollections (verbatim memory of the wonderful, banal and the debilitatingly mortifying) with some selectivity in order to function, and it would be equally torturous to know that our imperfect memories would always be bailed out by such a permanent and unwavering record.

origami or copy pasta

I have written a little bit previously about three-dimensional printing and what that might mean for manufacturing and industry in the very near future. Recent legal defensive and international offensive wrangling over copyrights and property law could make the technology, as the process advances, an even bigger game-changer, as this thoughtful tract from the Big Think posits, and does a great job of illustrating, in a few words and leaving much up to the imagination, what a wonderful Santa's Workshop the whole concept is.

How will design, form and function change once everyone has such a workshop and the only constraints are individual imagination and motivation? What will it mean for the transportation sector once items can be produced on site and in situ? One is not beaming or faxing physical objects but as materials, the substrate--the paper now folded into form--and instructions, formulas, recipes, DNA to reproduce become more precise, I suspect that civilization will undergo another industrial revolution.